death penalty or not
The debate for the death penalty for rapists rages on. It was disturbing to see on the latest TV debates that anyone who tended to disagree with the death penalty found her/himself shouted down. Nothing revolts me more than sexual child abuse and I would like to see...
Some thoughts….
I spent a sleepless night early this week. Images of the little girl lying in a hospital after having been violated in the most bestial way possible kept flashing through my mind. She is just six months older than my own grandchild. I woke up feeling sick, ashamed and...
That’s the 7 o’clock edition of the news. Good Night!
Do you remember a Simon and Garfunkel song calledSilent Night seven o' clock news Hearing the news today, I remembered this exceptional song that moved many of us when it was written way back in the sixties. We could write our own version. I wonder what song we...
Today is a holiday
When you think you have seen and heard everything, a bolt comes out of the blue and hits you straight in your face. The horrific rape and mutilation of a little five year old girl who is battling for her life is nothing short of a nightmare. Four months ago, the...
Jai Mata Di
For the past 9 days, millions across our country have been fasting, praying, visiting temples, holding all night vigils in the name of Goddess Durga. Markets blared devotional songs all day. The Goddess was worshipped in all her manifestations: from the most...
Everything is done simply, understandingly and joyfully
Who does not like some positive stroking and an occasional pat on the back! I would be lying if I said I didn't. So imagine my delight when a volunteer who had been with us for a short time send me these words: What struck me at Project Why is how everything is done...
As if I died yesterday
On New Year day I got a call from someone very dear who has been a mentor and guide. It was lovely talking to him as always and after we had shared our angst about the recent events and hopes for a better morrow, I asked him how is new project was doing. He had been...
daughters of India
On Saturday the young woman every one calls the daughter of India was celebrated as Indian of the Year in a problem dedicated to the daughters and women of India. It was a feel good moment though at the back of our minds we could not help remember all the women,...
Time to introspect
On Sunday a family of 4, the parents and 2 young children, aged 5 and 8 months, were hit by a speeding truck. They were on motorcycle. The truck sped away. The mother and baby riding on the pillion were badly hurt. The father and is 5 young son, though hurt, begged...
A bed with a view
Read a startling article about hospitals in affluent India. Gone are the days of grim corridors and harried and unpleasant nurses. Today's hospitals for the rich boast of valets and butlers, housekeeping and flat screen TVs, gourmet food, WIFI connection and even a...
I miss reading your blogs!
I miss reading your blogs! I hope you find whatever it is that you are missing very soon. Writing is who you are 🙂 are the words that greeted me this morning in an email sent by someone very dear to me! It is true that I have been suffering from a bad bout of...
Food for thought… soup kicthens
I have finished reading Ash in the Belly! It was an eye opener in more ways than one! It validated many notions that were quite nebulous. But what is more important, it gave a human face to the very notions that were till then more academic than anything else. I...
A wonderful gift may not be wrapped as you expect
A wonderful gift may not be wrapped as you expect wrote Jonathan Lockwood Huie. And nothing can be more true as Ihave experienced once again. It is the time of the year when gifts come my way as it is soon my birthday. When I was a child I always got a new dress...
To be a woman.. a mother… ailing.. in India
Life throws challenges at you, when you expect them least or when you have sunk too contently into your comfort zones. It happened to me today. For some time now things have been running smoothly at pwhy, and due to some personal worries, I must admit I have been...
The soul is healed by being with children
The soul is healed by being with children wrote Fyodor Dostoyevsky. I for one second that with conviction. The first kid that came into my life was my elder daughter. She turned a spoilt somewhat selfish only child into a mom. Looking at her for the first time I felt...
Dear Member of Parliament
Dear Member of ParliamentI had written an open letter to you some time back urging you to take note of the anguish we, women, felt and help enact a law that would recognise us as equals to you, men. I must admit that I had not much hope of anything happening as your...
and the rapes go on
A 3 year old was raped in Kerala. She was sleeping on the pavement next to her mother, a homeless rag picker. She was brutalised with a blunt object. When she was found. she had high fever and ants crawling all over her tiny body. She will take a long time to...
Hunger Games
I have just started reading Ash in the Belly by Harsh Mander. A few pages down it is my belly that is knotted and and on fire. The last time this happened to me was when I read Bitter Chocolate, Pinki Virani's shocking and disquieting account of child sexual abuse in...
Papa did you not earn enough money today!
Of late, I hold my breath each time I go to Greater Kailash 1 M Block Market. Wonder why? Well it is because I shudder to think which shop will have pulled down its shutters and closed and whether it will yet again be replaced by a new jewelery shop. Over the past...
Use a fan instead of a cooler
The CEO of our city has always astounded me with her knee jerk solutions to disturbing issues. One can never forget how, in the wake of a young journalist being murdered whilst coming back home from work, she quipped: All by herself till 3 am at night in a city where...
Through their eyes
Till date, I have shared the on goings of Project Why based on what I saw, or what my staff shared or what well wishers, supporters and funders wrote in reports, blogs or on social networks. Some how it never cross my mind to get the children to share their thoughts....
The only true crime… the journey of an ordinance
Two months ago, India was on its feet expressing its outrage at the barbaric rape and subsequent murder of a young woman in a Delhi bus. We were angry and ashamed and swore to not give up the fight till justice was done. We decided to wear black bands and keep...
They are back…..
They are back! Wonder who? The Worman's! They are back their prodigious smiles that never seem to need time off and can lift the worse case of blues; with their bag of tricks (new ones included) and their humongous bubbles that makes the grimmest soul become a...
Some uplifting stats and some disturbing musings
Sometimes one is asked to provide statistics to show what we are up to. At times it is donors who want to know but most of the times it is some government agency or the other who demands facts and figures. I guess there is comfort in numbers. Anyway we were asked to...
Of laws, ordinances,programmes and more
Last week the Government promulgated a new Ordinance on sexual assault. This was done in the wake of the recent brutal rape of a young girl and the subsequent report of the Verma Committee. The said Ordinance was passed hurriedly in spite of objections from women's...
Where has all the music gone
In free India an all girl's rock band receives a fatwa from the Grand Mufti of Kashmir stating that music is bad for the society and women must be under a veil at all times. The Mufti goes on to say that he urges women in the country to wear the veil...
Affirmative Action
Life is full of synchronicity. Three totally unrelated events occurred almost simultaneously. Whilst reading Chetan Bhagat's What Young India Wants I stumbled upon his take on the 3 traits that are responsible for all that is wrong in our country. Servility that...
Quality education desi style
When 2% of class VII students cannot read capital letters in English you need to get terribly concerned. But does one? Sadly not because that 2% is not our child or the child of somebody we may know. However the writing is on wall. The ASER (Annual Status of...
The trophy ad
For the past weeks I have been silently watching the ludicrous, absurd, idiotic, inane, nonsensical - and I could use all the synonyms possible - remarks of our politicians, religious leaders, administrators and let us not forget our so called protectors aka policemen...
there are three fingers pointing back to you
When you point one finger, there are three fingers pointing back to you goes the saying. The recent statement made by the brave young man accompanying the one India calls braveheart raises a few disturbing questions that we need to answer honestly if we want to...
Homeless in the capital city
The past weeks has seen a city angry and outraged at the brutal and reprehensible assault on a young woman. One wonders what made this rape awaken our frozen consciences and come out of our convenient and self induced torpor. Rapes are not new. In fact there is a rape...
Enough is enough
Enough is enough! I have kept quiet for far too long. It is time I reclaimed every right that has been usurped from me. I do not want to be killed in the womb just because I am a girl. I want my birth to be celebrated and feted. I have the right to the same education,...
2013 dawns
This is perhaps the first time that I am at a loss of words to usher a new year. Normally one is filled with hope and dreams and resolutions. But this year seems different as it has placed on our shoulders responsibilities we all have been shirking for far too long....
Project Why – Panorama 2012
2012 is coming to a close. It is time to reflect and ponder about the year gone and ask one's self as candidly as possible whether we really walked the talk. 2012 was pwhy's 12th year on the field, more than ample time to make the difference we set out to make more...
yes I am dented and painted – and
Yes I, the Indian woman, am dented and painted but not in the manner you politicians think! I am dented - and here I would like to use the verb 'dent' in its meaning 'diminished'- from the very moment I am conceived. Even as I entered my mother's womb, I knew everyone...
RIP dear child….may your death not be in vain
Rest in peace dear child.. you whose name we do not know but who has become our very own.I know you are in a much better place, a place where you can roam free and safe, a place where you can walk at night without fear, a place where you can soar free and see all your...
Theek nahin hai – It is not OK
Since last week concerned citizens, students, women, children, senior citizens gathered around India gate and then decided to move towards Rashtrapati Bhavan to voice their anger, concern, hurt, indignation and outrage at the horrific incident that occurred a few days...
We have cried for far too long
If there was an Oscar for insensitivity, I am certain Delhi Police would have won it hands down! It was a huge shock to hear, on the much awaited press conference of the Delhi Police Commissioner and the Home secretary, praise for the police for having cracked the...

































